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Letras
[Verse 1]
Can't panic, don't panic
They knockin', don't panic
It's them people in penny loafers
They searchin' people and searchin' sofas
Oh, Lord, can't panic, don't panic
No time to plot it, no time to plan it
A hundred keys up in the attic
A hundred keys up in the attic
Oh, Lord
[Verse 2]
30 racks of Diesel, watchin' for them people
2 birds in the kitchen, 1 brick, 1 desert Eagle
If the cops rush in, better flush it
Better pray to God they don't see you
'Cause them F-E-D-S boys wanna L-I-F-and E you
So don't panic, don't panic, if they grab you
Don't panic, **** droppin' statements on the whole hood
They grabbed the **** and he rammin'
Got them young boys, like 30 years still walk around and he standin'
If that would've been one of my ****
Bet your homie would've died quicker
My lawyer cost a hundred thou', ****, rats tellin' with no remorse
Shoot at us, no reports, we shoot at them, they goin' to court
Fuck, **** wanna go to war, just make sure you could stand it
And when them boys start rushin', ****, just don't panic
[Verse 3]
Can't panic, don't panic
They knockin', don't panic
It's them people in penny loafers
They searchin' people and searchin' sofas
Oh, Lord, can't panic, don't panic
No time to plot it, no time to plan it
A hundred keys up in the attic
A hundred keys up in the attic
Oh, Lord
[Verse 4]
Pussy **** panic, I could see they panties
Rain, snow, or sleet, I'm in these streets and it's so organic
WB but no Atlantic
Play with me and I bet I'll handle it, 30 G's, 20 shows a month
That's too much to count and too much to manage
I'm on my dope boy shit, yeah, my car's white
Motherfucker, hater, I done lived a hard life
I'm swingin' out my buildin', tryna raise my children
Top got no ceilin', Yo Gotti, ****, Meek Milly
Counted my first million
That's when my whole life changed, I pledge allegiance to the streets
That I'll never panic if them feds came
That's on everythin', money, bag and the bread game
My partner and them is my partner and them
Murder one or get guap with them (I'm Yo Gotti)
[Verse 5]
Can't panic, don't panic
They knockin', don't panic
It's them people in penny loafers
They searchin' people and searchin' sofas
Oh, Lord, can't panic, don't panic
No time to plot it, no time to plan it
A hundred keys up in the attic
A hundred keys up in the attic
Oh, Lord
Written by: Meek Mill